After spending the evening with her parents, Yuri had a nice dream.
She dreamed she was in the royal gardens, together with Haru. They were talking, laughing.
Then suddenly, the two of them were standing on a meadow full of fluffy sheep.
Even though the scene looked peaceful and sweet, a strange unease crept into Yuri's chest.
Something felt… wrong. Deeply wrong.
She looked at Haru, who was gently petting one of the sheep.
"Don't be scared, they won't bite," he said, smiling softly at her.
For some reason, Yuri was frightened. But with Haru beside her, she managed to find a bit of courage.
Her hand trembled as she reached toward the sheep's soft wool.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch it, the image shattered like broken glass.
The smiling sheep on the green meadow turned into the face of a crying woman, floating in black emptiness.
Yuri wanted to cry – but she couldn't wake up, couldn't make a sound.
